photography is first of all always a surface. a layer which is made accessible to the eye and which, at the same time, conceals what lies beyond. many photographers feel content in this two-dimensionality. it is sufficient to record ciphers, communicate information, retrieve archetypes. every day we are surrounded by photographies which conceal more than they reveal – be it because they have been distorted or manipulated or simply because they only pretend to show us something about this world, but, in effect, are nothing but soulless shadows.

only few photographers manage to create a depth that makes us forget about the limitations of the medium. in such cases, new spaces become accessible to the observer and the mind begins to travel. there is something magical about this border that separates rows of letters from poetry and images from art. in rare, unrepeatable cases, this border is crossed by accident and luck. (frank neumann)